They became feral, and they didn't mind not speaking for hours. There was the regression of Jerri and Big to a more primitive state. Though there was law active on the continent, there were only the customs that the Polies (as they called themselves) made up on the spot. The elements and the Circadian rhythm of the inhabitants there though, got messed up. There was no bugs or animals of any kind in the bottom of the world. This way the book lasted longer and I was pitched into the thoughts of Doctor Jerri Nielsen and Big John, and Roo, and Lisa the woman who for April Fool raided the store of their base at Antarctica with a fellow female (excuse the contradiction). I decided to read the book only when there was someone in my room.
I felt solitude like I was in a slum or a cell or a maze. How sweet would it be, to have my parents and brother surrounding my deathbed, while I drifted to a morphine induced unconsciousness, safe in the knowledge that my sight had transferred the most comforting and perfect image from my life to my dying brain.Īfter I had started reading the book, I found that I was getting affected by it. I was sad that Nielsen did not survive, but I thought that I would rather die at the age of 57, the age when the cancer in the doctor metastasised to her brain, rather than die at the age of 85, with all my kin (or almost) dead before me. Cold in the South Pole is probably - and I am relying on my imagination here - like fire and knives combined. Cold like the South Pole is beyond cold such as what is found in your freezer. The continent thought, " well, I can't count on malaria and dengue to discourage visitors, let's mess with their minds directly through cold". Antarctica is the remotest, coldest, and loneliest place on earth. It is a direct, touching, and humane story of a self imposed exile to the South Pole for a woman who was a tough customer and who was adventurous to her bones. I took my time reading Jerri Nielsen's memoir. She and death went from this mortal world hand in hand. And though I was temporarily monumentally gutted about Nielsen dying as far back as in 2009, I was glad because she beat her cancer the first time around, and was ready for the cruel and fated rematch where the cancer took her on her terms. One of the first things I did when I read Ice Bound was to check on Nielsen's wiki page.
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